Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Chapter 118: Wait for Me on the Road Towards the Netherworld

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Exploding Essence Palm!”

With the Green Destiny Sword gone and having no sufficient time to reload the God-Exterminating Crossbow. In this life-and-death struggle, Jiang Yi had no other choice but to release his Exploding Essence Palm against the enemy’s long saber.

“Boom!”

A shocking explosion echoed as the long saber was blasted off by the Exploding Essence Palm which exploded in between the both of them. Both their bodies were blasted at the same time, and Jiang Yi suffered severe injuries with half his body in a bloody mess which was too appalling to look at.

“Die, kid!”

The commander’s clothes were burst apart, but he didn’t have serious any grievous injuries. He grabbed the long saber from the ground and jumped up high again, heading towards Jiang Yi.

“Kill!”

After suffering from severe injuries, Jiang Yi’s killing aura was much weaker at this moment. When the nearby captain-class martial artists felt the pressure on their shoulders slightly lifting, they all rushed at Jiang Yi with rage. All of their eyes were overflowing with killing aura and fury.

“Even if I die, I will not die under your blades!”

Jiang Yi patted on the ground with a single hand while revealing a sinister smile on his blood-drenched face. He looked deeply at Su Ruoxue, who was still thrashing around in pain, while he launched himself towards the Death Trap.

The Western Garrison Army had also realized that it was a Death Trap. When they saw Jiang Yi heading over, they didn’t move an inch and mocked him as they saw Jiang Yi rushing to his death.

Su Ruoxue seemingly sensed something and struggled to move her head. When she saw Jiang Yi rushing into the Death Trap with determination, she closed her eyes with despair.

There were two types of traps within the Tomb of the Heaven Monarch. One of it was the Teleportation Trap which could teleport an individual. The other was a Death Trap that could even turn an expert at the peak stage of the Purple Mansion Realm into dust!

“Buzz!”

When Jiang Yi flew over and entered the space of the Death Trap, the trap immediately had this white light glowing, while a horrific presence came from within the trap. Once the Death Trap was activated, a powerful force enveloped Jiang Yi and was about to turn him into dust.

“Buzz!”

Right at this moment, an unbelievably abnormal incident happened!

The two leftover wisps of black essence force suddenly gushed out from within his dantian, coating the surface of Jiang Yi’s body. The instance this black essence force appeared, the entire trap suddenly shone with a dazzling radiance, then... Jiang Yi vanished within the trap.

“Uh?”

When the white light flashed, everyone consciously shut their eyes. When they opened their eyes, they saw that was nothing in front of them. Gu Shanhe and Purple Mansion Realm commander looked at each other while having this bewildered expression. This trap should be a Death Trap! But... why did they feel as though Jiang Yi wasn’t turned into dust? He seemed like he was teleported instead?

“Oh, that’s right!”

Gu Shanhe suddenly thought of something and shouted, “Someone, bring the Spirit Bug here!”

The commander also realized it. Jiang Yi had the Orange Jessamine on his body; as long as he was alive and within the Tomb of the Heaven Monarch, this Spirit Bug would be able to track the scent on Jiang Yi’s body.

One of the soldiers quickly took out a small jade box. Once the box was opened, numerous rice-sized bugs immediately flew out and around before returning to the jade box.

“Huuu...”

Gu Shanhe and the surviving commander let out a long breath. With so many of their men dead and also the three obviously dead commanders; if they still couldn’t kill Jiang Yi after all this, they didn’t know how to explain to Jiang Yiliu.

“Sigh!”

Su Ruoxue shook her head, and yet her heart had this subtle feeling that Jiang Yi wasn’t dead yet. But if even the Spirit Bug couldn’t detect him, it seemed like Jiang Yi was definitely dead. If even a peak stage of Purple Mansion Realm martial artist couldn’t survive from the horrific Death Trap, how could Jiang Yi survive?

“Die, just die! Jiang Yi, wait for me on the road towards the netherworld...”

Su Ruoxue muttered a sentence and opened her mouth to commit suicide by biting off her tongue. She clearly heard what Gu Shanhe said earlier: Jiang Yiliu wanted to torture her to death. She didn’t want her pure body to suffer any stain.

“Bang!”

However, the instance when she opened her mouth, a figure flashed over to her at the faster speed and slapped her ruthlessly on her delicate face. Her body was flung out with her already broken lower back. She rolled for a few rounds on the ground before fainting.

“Hehe, begging for death?”

Gu Shanhe walked over while looking down on Su Ruoxue’s perfect figure and absolutely beautiful face. His eyes had a trace of intoxication, but it was soon restrained as he mumbled, “Slut. Don’t worry. His Highness will not allow you to have a straightforward death. Hehe... once His Highness is finished playing with you, he will bestow you to me; and I will let you know what is the meaning of begging for death instead of life!”

“Someone, come and tie up this slut. Feed her some recuperation elixirs and essence-sealing powder!”

Gu Shanhe gestured for a subordinate to come over before turning to talk with the commander, “Commander Liu. Ask your men to clean up the battlefield and set up camp. Send the signal to His Highness!”

The Iron Blood Guards got busy. They gathered the corpses of their comrades and burned it right here. They set up their camp in the same area and also put up alert defenses. Commander Liu had this grave expression as he constantly sent glares at Su Ruoxue that were unable to hide his murderous intent. After having so many of his men killed by Jiang Yi and Su Ruoxue, he didn’t know how he was going to explain the situation to Jiang Zhun. If the Western Garrison Liege Lord was to investigate it, he would definitely but severely punished.

...

On the other side of the Tomb of the Heaven Monarch, a uniformed army moved orderly with speed. With a single glance, there seemed to be around 300 to 400 men in this team. Those treasure seekers and cadets from the Mt. Spirit Beast College avoided them when they saw the army.

The group was obviously centered around two youths that were dressed splendidly as the surrounding men were giving flattering smiles constantly. But the two of them remained emotionless and even had some occasional anxiety.

“Chirp-Chirp!”

Suddenly, from the distant skies, a black-colored eagle flew swiftly. Its speed was quick as lightning—at least on the same level as a Soul Travel Realm expert.

“Your Highness, there is a situation!”

One of the subordinates exclaimed softly as he shot out to the front. The eagle gradually reduced its speed and landed stably on the shoulder of this subordinate.

He quickly retrieved the message on the talon of the eagle. He took a quick glance and was delighted as he ran towards the white-robed youth. He whispered into his ear, “Your Highness, it is a message from Gu Shanhe. Jiang Yi has been killed, and Su Ruoxue has been successfully seized! But... a few dozens of men and three commanders are dead.”

“Okay!”

Jiang Yiliu was bursting with joy. He turned to look at Zhangsun Wuji, and they looked as though a heavy burden had been relieved. Jiang Yi was dead, and it didn’t matter even if the Western Garrison Liege Lord knew about it. Would he kill Jiang Yiliu who was his only son after all?

“Send a message to Gu Shanhe for him to remain in place. He must protect Su Ruoxue and ensure her safety. Do not let anything happen to her. Wait for me to go over... then I shall rape her first and then kill her!”

Jiang Yiliu lowered his voice and gave the orders. He then turned to walk to the back of the group and came to a pretty lass who wore a yellow dress. He gave an indistinct smile and said, “Miss Tingyu, this matter is a success all because of you. After we finish searching for the treasures, Yiliu will sincerely invite you over to the Jiang Yi City as a guest when we have the opportunity.”

“Your Highness is too modest. It is Tingyu’s honor to share the worries of Your Highness.” Ji Tingyu let out a smile with an indifferent expression as though nothing had happened.

It was only after Jiang Yiliu left did her face reveal a trace of sadness. She looked towards the distant sky and muttered with a voice that only she could hear, “Jiang Yi, I’m sorry. I, Ji Tingyu, have sworn to become an Empress, the mother of all. Jiang Yiliu is the only one who can help me fulfill this desire! But you... were so stubborn so I had let you die. Go in peace, and I shall burn more hell notes for you on the same day next year.”